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My Life as a Hybrid - ChaosDoomscythe



I've lost too much. Now, I'm out for revenge. even if it costs me everything. I'm sorry Luna, but you wont stop me. Nothing will stop me. My name is Shadow Flare... and my wrath knows no bounds.

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Chapter 2: Going Home

My Life as a Hybrid
By: ChaosDoomscythe/Doomscythe01
Edited by: Zaleros

Chapter 2: Going Home at Last

"PFFFT!!! HAAAAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

This was Bones immediately after my mouth decided to move before my brain could catch up and I revealed something I hadn't wanted known by anyone ever.

First time I shit myself.

Yeah. Just Great. Now that secret's out.

Le-sigh...

I had gone completely silent the moment I realized I had just said that, but that didn't stop Bones from cracking up at my expense. I just sat there, an unfortunate embarrassed blush covering what was likely the entirety of my face as I glowered at the cackling pile of undead over there. I figured if he didn't stop soon, I was likely going to hurt him. I'm very violent like that.
...

Screw it, I'm gonna hurt him anyway.

After five minutes of continuous laughter, I let out a large sigh, my blush having faded mostly, but was still present. Seriously, even after all these years, I STILL haven’t figured out how the hell I can blush through black fur and black scales. I swear, I'm going to figure that out eventually, but I digress. As bones continued his laughing spree, I finally opened my mouth to try to move things forward.

"Yes, yes, okay, that slipped out of my mouth. We've all (you) had a good laugh. Mind if I continue my story now, please?"

He kept laughing, but I could tell he was trying to rein it in. I have a feeling that if he were flesh and blood, his sides would be hurting and he'd have tears running down his face from the pain. I really wish he was in pain right now. After several more moments, his laughter had been reduced to chuckling giggles (yes, that's a thing, now shut up). Finally, he calmed himself down enough to speak normally.

He opened his mouth, about to say something, but then he took one look at me, and burst out again, falling on his side and rolling in laughter.

That's it!

I got up, walked right up to him and started lashing out.

"Will...you...shut....up....you....bony....bastard?!?" Each word was punctuated with a heavy hit to the skeleton pony. I don't know which of us more shocked at the fact that he was actually feeling pain, and screaming at me to stop. I do know one thing though: After all that laughing...

I enjoyed beating him immensely.

After ten hits from me - and an assurance that he wouldn’t laugh anymore - I went back to my original spot and sat back down, glaring at him. I could feel his glare coming right back at me as he rubbed his right forehoof... well, the bones of his right forehoof.

I smiled at him.”So, can I continue?"

He mumbled under his breath, "Didn't have to hit me..."

I countered, glowering at him now, "Didn't have to laugh at me."

He looked away and grumbled 'jerk' under his breath. I responded by giving my best shit eating grin, somehow made slightly menacing with the two fangs sticking out of my mouth. "Yes, I know, I’m such an ass." I was going to say something else when I saw something in the corner of my eye. I turned, and my eyes bugged out at the sight of a donkey standing at the cell doors staring right at me.

When did he get there?

My mouth opened and closed silently for several second as my brain tried to figure out how he got in here so silently. He was just there. Completely out of nowhere. Friggin how, dude? Just....how?!?!

After several moments of my flapping my gums, I realized he was looking at me expectantly. Given my recent experiences with donkeys, my brain settled for an automatic response that situations like these typically call for.

"Um....no.....offence?"

He gave a small smile at that. "Noooooone taken." and with that, he vanished before my eyes. Not like, he's there one
minute, and gone the next, I mean he just slowly faded out of existence. My natural response to that?

Commence jaw drop.

I just continued to stare at the spot he was at for a few moments longer before my brain finally caught up with what it had seen and I could finally formulate a proper response to the sudden appearance and disappearance of an apparently
random donkey.

"THE BUCK WAS THAT?!?!"

"Honestly, I don't really know," came Bone's response. "He just kind of appears and disappears at random whenever someone says something like that. I've never once gotten to ask his name. As you can see, he doesn't really stick around."

All I did in response was sigh and face hoof, before I slumped down a little. "I swear I’m getting too old for this crap. You'd think after being around Pinkie enough you'd be immune to this kinda stuff. But that's Equestria for you."

Bones let out a little chuckle at that. I responded somewhat irritated. "Shut up, stop laughing."

Surprisingly, he actually whined a little when he responded. "But it was funny! And I haven't had a good laugh in centuries!"

"Well, too ba-" Wait... the buck did he just say? "Uh... how long have you been down here exactly?"

He looked up in thought. "Um..... About....... 4? Maybe 5 centuries? I don’t know. Somewhere around there."

Please replay jaw drop sequence.

After picking that up off the ground, I just stared at him for about a moment before I started talking again. "You mean to tell me... you've been down here for four-to-five hundred years?"

A simple nod was his response to me. I couldn't believe that. "Why?" was all I could get out.

“Don’t know. I was only supposed to serve thirty years,” I could almost feel the venom in his voice when he said that, but also some sadness as well. Seems to be a very touchy subject. “...but they never came to release me. Not like it would’ve mattered anyway. You know. I kinda died like, an hour after they threw me in here.”

I just sat there and stared at him in disbelief. I know for a fact that Celestia is the one who gets the final say in a pony’s sentences. I suppose she isn’t the one, however, who determines which cell a pony is place into. But that doesn’t matter. She’s responsible for this. She should’ve ensured that they came to check up on him. She should’ve ensured that they released him when his thirty years were up. Hell, they should’ve known he was dead far, far before now and at least given him a proper burial! HE even called out to them numerous times!! But... he’s been here, rotting in this cell for nearly five hundred years?

That, in my books, is completely inexcusable.

I shook my head. I was already determined to kill Celestia, that hasn’t changed. I promised I’d avenge their deaths, and so help me, even if it costs me my life and soul, I will! But now... Now I was also going to make sure he got the freedom he deserved.

Bones apparently saw the look on my face, and thought it would be a good idea to change the subject. “So uh... What happened after you...” He couldn’t help but let out a few snickers and I could feel the mirth in his tone,”...pooped yourself?” and with that, he burst out laughing again. I simply stood up, walked over to him, and...

*WHAM*

“OUCH!”


~~~~~~~TIME OF FLASHBACK~~~~~~~


Mom had a heck of a time trying to get me to tell her what was wrong. She was also quite miffed when dad suddenly dropped on his back and started rolling on the ground in laughter. He must have had a really sensitive nose, ‘cause I saw him take two quick whiffs before he doubled over. Mom tried to find out what was wrong with me, and why dad kept laughing and not helping. His only response was ‘It’s something we both agreed I’d never do when we got married.’ Then he continued his laughing spree.

I still hadn’t responded the look of horror that had spread across my face. When dad started cackling like a madman, I felt my entire face heat up in a massive blush. I think my mom thought I got a fever or something, ‘cause she had pulled out a thermometer from the other pocket of her saddlebags and started walking towards me, but she stopped short. She took a few whiffs of the air like dad did, and put a hoof over her nose.

“Oh.... so that’s what happened.” She said. Then she turned and looked at the thermometer. “Well, I guess I won’t be needing this then. Good thing too. If I tried to use this, I think we both would’ve been in for a surprise.”

Dad’s laughing reached a fever pitch when he saw my head snap towards her and my eyes bug out. Mom even started chuckling at the expression on my face. It had to be really freaking funny to them, because after a few moments, she dropped from trying to hold in her laughter. I was the only one who did not find this situation amusing in the slightest. First, I crap myself, then my mom tells me she was going to stick a thermometer up my butt? Oh, god, that entire night was just horrible. I just wanted to go home, curl up and die from embarrassment.

After we all managed to compose ourselves, mom changed my diaper (which was embarrasing as hay), and then we all made our way home. We walked in silence, though dad kept sniggering every so often. Mom had a smile on her face, but I think that was less because of what happened, per se, but more because of the fact that she just completed her first motherly duty. I wasn’t about to rob her of her happiness. Even I know that mothers feel immense happiness after childbirth, so I’m not gonna say anything about what just happened. I’d rather she stay happy. I was also not about to say anything on account of I still hated my squeaky voice. Tomorrow, I was going to stay in my room and talk for hours until I could speak normally.

I hate baby talk.

~~~~~~~~~~

So, it turned out we lived in a cave. But not just any cave, we lived in a really decked out cave. Nothing overly fancy, though. I think dad said he had carved this place out himself. I’m gonna be honest, he did a really, really good job.

The cave was decently furnished. It had a three seat couch that honestly looked like it was big enough to fit all three of us on it snugly. There was a rather large coffee table sitting in front of it, and two chairs placed at either end. There was a dining area, with a table and two rather large cushions for peop-ponies to sit on. There was a old time stove and one of those magical iceboxes that keeps food cold for storage. There were even several holes in the cave that led into carved out rooms. Mom and dad had one, and I was surprised to find I had one as well.

Apparently they had been preparing for me. My room had a crib (which I vehemently told them to get rid of and to get me a regular bed), a few toys, which I honestly didn’t mind being in there. Was never gonna play with them, but I didn’t mind them being in there. There was also, to my great surprise, a window carved out. It gave me a perfect view of the starry night sky. I’m gonna be honest, I’ve always loved the night sky. The way the stars shine and the bright glow the moon gives off. But here in Equestria, the night sky was breathtaking. The stars shined and twinkled with a brilliant radiance that I’ve never seen before, and the moon was like a beacon of light that guided those that were lost to shelter. Everything just looked so beautiful up there.

As I turned away from the amazing view, I finally took notice of the last item of interest in my room: a mirror. I had asked my mom to take me over to it so I could get a good look at what I now looked like (as Ii still lacked the ability to walk on my own four hooves). I remember seeing glimpses of myself back at the hospital, but I never got too much detail.
I was almost entirely black. I had a spiky silver-grey mane and tail. Each of my legs had exactly 3 holes going down them in straight, vertical lines. The holes started from right above my hooves and ended right above the fetlocks on my forehooves, and right under the knees of hindhooves. My wings looked distinctly like a dragons wings, so much so that even if you were standing about 2 feet away from you, you wouldn’t notice it, but they were made out of the same membrane that a changelings wings are made of. They were made entirely out of that membrane. All over my body and covering the entirety of my muzzle was what appeared to be grey stripes. Upon closer inspection, I discovered them to be scales. I had scales covering some of my body. I found that undeniably awesome. I was part dragon. So cool!

What really caught my attention though were two specific things. My teeth were the first thing. They were all razor sharp. Least I didn’t have to worry about them having to grow in. The second thing that caught my attention was my eyes. They looked like a regular changelings eyes, but they were green instead of the normal blue. They also didn’t encompass the entire eye itself, but only the iris of the eye. I currently lacked pupils, but i didn’t mind that. But there was something about my eyes. Something I couldn’t quite put my finger on, but it was as if I saw something in them. Something important. I somehow felt like I should know what it was.

My mom’s quiet chirp- I kid you not; she chirped- broke me out of my musings. I looked over at her as she levitated me towards the bed. “Time for bed, my child!” I couldn’t argue at all. My body felt exhausted, in spite of being knocked unconscious earlier. I let out a large yawn as she pulled back the covers and set me in the crib. She tucked me in and kissed me on my forehead. My father, who had been standing in the doorway the entire time, said, “Goodnight, my son. We’ll talk in the tomorrow.” I nodded at him, and he left the room with a somewhat pensive look on his face, but under that, in his eyes, I still spotted a spark of happiness in him. Despite everything that had happened, he was still happy his son was born. Pretty sure mom was too.

She kissed me on my forehead again after i let out another yawn, and nuzzled me afterwards. Then she whispered in my ear “Goodnight, my little Shadow Flare. Sweet dreams.” Before she left my room as well. ‘Shadow Flare...’ I thought. ‘ So that’s my new name... I like it. Maybe this won’t be as bad as i thought.

I should have known better from all the stories I've ever read online that you never give the universe an opening like that, because it will take it, and it will fuck your life over. I really should've know better.

As I started drifting off to sleep, I started thinking about the way mom said goodnight to me. It reminded me of how my old mom would say goodnight. And in that instant, i remembered my old life. All the friends I left behind, all my family. The horrified and unbearably sad look on my human mother’s face as I was bleeding out on the side of the railroad tracks, my brother telling me to hang in there and be strong as i felt my life slipping from me. ‘I never got to even say goodbye to them...’ In that moment, and overwhelming sadness consumed me.

I cried myself to sleep that night.





















[Hello? Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me?]

Huh... what? What’s.... who is...?

[Hello? Help! I can’t move! Please someone help me!]

Who’s there...? Where are you?

[Who are you!?!? Why are you in my body?!?!?!]















WHAT?????

My eyes shot open, and I sat up as quickly as I could. I was sweating heavily, and panting for breath. Tears were streaming out of my eyes, but i didn’t know why. I didn’t care why at the moment either. I looked at the mirror. I saw it.

In my eyes.

A very faint glow.

I heard the voice in my head.

[Who are you? Why are you in my body? What’s going on?! SOMEONE HELP!!]

Oh, no....

Oh, no, no, no no no nononononononono.........

Tell me I’m not....

TELL ME I DIDN’T

PLEASE!

SOMEONE TEL ME I DIDN’T!

....please......










...tell me I didn’t take his body.....


........why?!






















...........why......

Author's Note:

Okay, so, there's something interesting. I've decided to take i strange kinda turn with this fic. Well, anyway, i'm back. 'Sup everyone? So, my last computer was, unfortunately, unable to be salvaged, so i had to get a new one. It came with window 8! i like it (though i've heard a lot of people complain about it. I dont see why, it's really not bad). But anyway, because i lost my old laptop, the original file for this chapter i had started disappeared with it, so i had to start over. I was also unable to run this by my editor, seeing as how i figured you guys have been waiting for a new chapter for long enough, so here you go. Please let me know if there were any spelling or grammar errors I missed.

Let me know what you guys think.